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"What on earth--"
He repeated what Amelia had said. This time, however, he spoke
coldly, and without the emotion he had exhibited during the recital to
his uncle: Fanny was the one who showed agitation during this
interview, for she grew fiery red, and her eyes dilated. "What on
earth do you want to bring such trash to me for?" she demanded,
breathing fast.
"I merely wished to know two things: whether it is your duty or mine
to speak to father of what Aunt Amelia--"
Fanny stamped her foot. "You little fool!" she cried. "You awful
little fool!"
"I decline--"
"Decline, my hat! Your father's a sick man, and you--"
"He doesn't seem so to me."
"Well, he does to me! And you want to go troubling him with an
Amberson family row! It's just what that cat would love you to do!"
"Well, I--"
"Tell your father if you like! It will only make him a little sicker
to think he's got a son silly enough to listen to such craziness!"
"Then you're sure there isn't any talk?" Fanny disdained a reply in
words.


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